“They kept you hidden in the back. How much is an hour inside your snatch?”“I’m not for sale, Master,” I say, indicating the collar. I’m c...reful not to sound disrespectfully smug about this fact.“Well, I’ll just have to take it out on your friend, then,” he says testily, and turns back to Myrune. “How much for your pretty ass?”The rest of my afternoon comprises of encounters much like this. A large group of males on a pre-wedding party chooses us as their favorite establishment, and almost all. It reported her fault and instructed him to give her a sound thrashing. Hassan shook his head as sorrowfully as ever, but lost no time in ordering her to fetch a cane. Then he tied her down to the leathern whipping block which stood ever-ready in the quarters."That was very naughty, wasn't it, Belle?" he asked as he sawed the supple willow to and fro across her quaking nates."Y-Yes... M-Master..." she answered tremulously. "I... I... beg forgiveness, Master... I beg for mercy..." I'm afraid. "You're sending me to a girls school!" It was more of a statement. "There isno way I'm going to do this." He yelled."You'll do as your told." His father half yelled back. "Now go upstairs toyour room."He headed to what they called his room and waited. A few minutes later hismother came in."You know that your father and I never wanted a boy we always wanted girlsright?" She asked"Yea I know." He replied"Well we have no choice anyway since you have to go to school. I tell youwhat just play along. I told about it at home andno one took any particular interest in it and they said it will last onea few days and then it will become normal. Everyone goes through it incollege and not to worry. I kept silent and let it happen. It continuedfor a long time and I did not know what to do about it. I was sitting inthe bus stop with tears in my eyes. I did not want anyone to see me cryso, I used a handkerchief to wipe my tears away and to hide my face.Sukanya and her group came there and saw me in.